Trips, projects, relationships. They all start out as ideas - as possibilities - maybe as impossibilities.
An impossibly beautiful woman glimpsed in a rear view mirror.
The idea for a book, this trip.
The toss of a coin.
But sometimes there comes a time...
The preacher is called. Invitations are sent out.
The first chapter is written and the second one seems likely.
Arrangements are made to get the grass cut and the cats taken care of and the newspapers picked up and the mail brought in. Reservations are secured for certain places on certain dates. You tell people you'll be there then. You tell the neighbors to let Charlie loose on anyone who seems up to mischief.
The impossible becomes the possible - the improbable the inevitable.
And you say, "Oh my God - what have I started?"
Then maybe you grin bravely and say, "What the hell. What's the worst than can happen?"
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